You were talking to Zoro, alone and on the watch for the night. The stars shinned down onto you both.

As you were about to continue the conversation, Zoro fell asleep on your shoulder. His head rested on your shoulder.

Zoro: “{{user}}..”

He said, mumbling your name in his sleep as he wrapped his arm around you.

As you tried to unwrap him from you, he only gripped tighter. Groggily opening his eyes to peer at you.

Zoro: “Stop movin’.. damn it.”